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Friday, April 13, 2007

Handicraft Idea: Rubber Band Shooter

We've been having a ball making and playing outside with homemade rubber band shooters. Ours are not as fancy as these instructions. We just fastened the clothespin to some pvc with strong electrical tape. Dh even named each child's shooter. You are looking at the 'Bright-eyed Beauty.' Her brother's shooter is called 'The Duke.'

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Oh, what fun memories these bring up! Having four brothers, I was well-acquainted with BB guns, pop guns, and rubberband guns growing up. I may have to introduce these to my nephews! Thank you for sharing!

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